THIRD PERSON
The dining room was right across the living room. A large painting of a bountiful fruit basket served as the centrepiece right above the long wooden table that could fit eight guests. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, complementing the other decorations, which were mostly wooden. Aunt Josephine sat at the head of the table. She was now wearing a navy blue dress, similar to the one she wore in the carriage, except for a few lace accents on the bodice.
“Come, Songnara. Sit.” Her aunt instructed. Hilda pulled a chair out for Songnara to sit on, right next to Aunt Josephine.
“What took you so long to get ready?” The woman raised an eyebrow at Hilda.
“And why on earth is her hair down? All that time and all you did was put her in a dress. It couldn’t have been that ha
